Updates! FYIs! Oh My!

Update 1: As per the previous post, this so-called-bomb? WAS A CAMERA BAG THAT SOMEONE LEFT BEHIND. My sister told me. That’s how I found out. And certainly not from the newspaper. Why? Because apparently it’s more important to print an article on how Lance Bass came out of the gay closet as opposed to writing an article on why my defenceless belly starved because someone forgot their camera bag. Not that there is anything wrong with the Mr. Bass story; kudos on him for coming out. Plus I’m a sucker for celebrity gossip. But seriously, the Mr. Bass story does not belong on page 2 of the newspaper while the “downtown scare” gets excluded, completely.

FYI 1: Pickup lines that NO guy should use:
“Girl, your hips do not lie.” If one more guy mutters those words to me, while I’m dancing with friends, will seriously get hip-checked.
“You have nice breasts.” HAHAHAHAHA. Okay, sorry. This one I have to laugh at. My friend actually had a male say this to her. The look on her face = priceless. We were all fairly disgusted.

FYI 2: I have a dentist appointment today. I dislike going to the dentist. My dentist has a television in each of the rooms. I like watching The Simpsons while getting my teeth cleaned. I will be turning 24 years old soon and I have never, ever had a single cavity - ever. My teeth could beat up your teeth. Not sure how… but I’ll figure it out. BUT. If any of you find me online later crying? It’s because my dentist has told me that my lucky streak is up and a cavity has been found. I was serious about the crying part. I will cry.

Update 2: 15 DAYS TILL MY BIRTHDAY. I’m not looking forward to being a year older, but how often does a day come around when all the focus and attention is on you? ONCE. It’s called a birthday. And mine will be filled with fun, laughter, dancing and you can bet there will be a lot of beer, random shots and hopefully no Blow Jobs. They’re incredibly messy… This year I’ll get to celebrate by birthday twice. The only reason I’m doing so is because four of my friends will be out of either a) the city or b) the damn country. So technically I guess I just voided the whole, “…how often does a day come around when all the focus and attention is on you? ONCE.” thing. But that’s okay! Cause it’ll be my birthday! HAH.